Ultimate Pawn

However, at the same time.

Midnight, two o'clock.

Bund landscape street.

Drag racing parties are gathering here.

Hidden in the sports car under Qiushuang, she did not dare to get off.

Around the car, the group of rich second generations stood together, smoking cigarettes meaningfully, and the atmosphere was incomprehensible.

Dozens of Ferrari sports cars, Porsches, and Lamborghini sports cars parked together.

The men and women onlookers also waited meaningfully.

The people waited so quietly, waiting for nearly half an hour.

The rich second-generation leader who seemed to be a little impatient, dangling his cigarette, knocked on the car window lightly, and asked Qiu Shuang in the car.

"I said, little sister, your uncle...how long will it take to arrive?" The rich second generation asked with a curved corner of his mouth.

Just now, this group of them, blackmailed Qiushuangxia, or gave 150 million.

Or, the meat house meat compensation.

Qiu Shuangxia was completely frightened, and hurriedly pulled in a helper, saying that her uncle would come over and he would pay.

So, the rich second-generation group did not refuse, and just stood here, waiting for this little girl to call someone.

Ah.

Call someone?

Here, with so many people, let that little girl call her helper casually.

It doesn't matter.

Than people?

Oh, they have been in the south of the Yangtze River for so long, they are powerful and powerful, and they really haven't been afraid of anyone.

However, just when everyone was waiting impatiently.

Suddenly, in the dark street in the distance, a bright car light suddenly flashed!

The final scene of the drag racing party.

A crowd of people raised their heads one after another, their gazes were meaningful, looking towards the direction of the car lights...

I saw a black Mercedes-Benz S600 car slowly approaching from the street in the distance.

The Mercedes Benz braked and stopped at the end of the drag racing.

The door is pushed open.

Chen Zong, dressed in a black suit and straight, slowly stepped out of the car. ,

Standing there, he calmly took out a cigarette and lit it.

Then step by step, walked towards this side.

When I saw this elegant and cold youth.

The eyes of the rich second-generation group were first stunned, and then a touch of sarcasm flashed across their faces...

"Yo... this is, is your uncle here?"

"I thought, what good car did I drive? It turned out to be a broken Mercedes?"

The rich second-generation people all around laughed and laughed provocatively and mockingly.

Indeed, they stopped at the scene, but they were all Super, Car.

Super car!

Porsche, Ferrari, McLaren, Lamborghini...

Each one is worth millions, even tens of millions.

However, the uncle in front of him opened the two Mercedes-Benz S600s at a price of 800,000, which is simply a little brother.

This kind of garbage truck is also worthy to come here?

In the circle of the rich second generation, cars under 1 million are rubbish!

Scum!

Therefore, Chen Zongheng at this time, in the eyes of everyone, is rubbish, scum.

But Chen Zong obviously ignored these little kids.

He is smoking you, step by step, walking towards i Qiushuang.

Ahead, a rich second-generation ridicule, stopped in front of Chen Zong.

"OMG, I said this middle-aged uncle, do you have the money to redeem your niece? Does she owe us a hundred million?" The rich second-generation looked at Chen Zongeng mockingly and provocatively.

Chen Zongheng's expression was calm and indifferent, he didn't pay attention to him at all, and directly raised his hand.

"Papa...!" The man was taken away directly.

"Bah!" The man slammed into a sports car a few meters away, and the sports car windows were shattered and miserable.

The rich second-generation was about to get up, spit out a mouthful of blood, fell directly on the car, and passed out.

Huh~!

All the rich second generations in the audience, the expressions of all onlookers changed suddenly!

What the fuck? !

"What the **** are you doing?!" In all directions, a group of rich second generations looked fierce and surrounded on the spot...!

However, Chen Zongheng had a cold expression on his face, and he didn't pay attention to the rich second generation at all.

Instead, he slammed directly away from the crowd in front of him.

Walked directly to the Aston Martin sports car.

"Uncle~~" Inside the Maserati sports car, Qiu Shuang's pretty face flushed slightly, as if he had found a savior, his eyes were full of expectation, looking at the figure walking towards him.

Chen Zong walked to the Aston Martin sports car and glanced at her.

"What are you doing in a daze? Let's go, go home." Chen Zongheng's voice was calm, glanced at her, and said lightly.

Hearing these words, Qiu Shuang's face was full of small stars.

This is his own male god~!

At the most critical moment, at his most dangerous moment, the male **** stepped forward.

Uncle Chen at this moment is really...so handsome~!

But soon, Qiu Shuang turned from joy to worry.

She looked at Chen Zong with eager eyes.

"Uncle...I...the car keys are still in their hands..." Qiu Shuang said aggrievedly.

Chen Zong's eyes condensed slightly, then turned around and looked at the wealthy second-generation group. ,

"Key." He said calmly, staring at the rich second-generation group.

The second generation of rich skirts, were all shocked by the momentum of his scene?

This……

It's the fuck.

This person is not here to pay.

And the fuck, are you planning to take this stinky girl away?

"If you don't pay, you want to leave? Are you dreaming!"

"Yes! I would like to bet and lose! This girl, lost to us, owes us 150 million. If this money is not handed over, none of you will want to leave today...!"

Those rich second generations had a stern expression and shouted angrily!

The whole scene, the atmosphere of the scene, has never been more solemn!

The black men and women gathered together.

There were hundreds of onlookers at the scene, all of them are rich second-generation fox friends.

At this time, they all surrounded, and the atmosphere was unprecedented.

The gunpowder is full of smoke.

Chen Zongheng stood there, his eyes calm, and glanced at the group of young people lightly.

He shook his head slowly.

He really didn't want to do it, for fear of dirtying his hands.

He took a deep breath of cigarette and slowly stepped out the cigarette butt.

Ants, if they don't have to step on them, they... really don't know how to advance or retreat.

"Middle-aged uncle... how about giving you a chance?" At this moment, a rich second-generation generation suddenly said provocatively in the crowd.

"What opportunity?" Chen Zong looked up, staring at him faintly.

"Dare you, use your car... to go with us? As long as you win, the girl owes us the money, a sum of money written off, and each of us will give you another 100 million."

"If, you lose.... Haha." The rich second-generation group laughed very mockingly.

"If you lose, this girl... lend a few of our brothers, play for a few days, wait until you get tired of playing, then she will send it back, how about?"

Those rich second generations stared at Chen Zong defiantly and mockingly.

Chen Zongheng's eyes were calm, and he slowly returned a word, "Okay."

Anyway, he didn't bother to deal with this group of garbage ants. When he moved his hands, he was either dead or wounded.

He was afraid of dirtying his hands.

This method can be used to solve the problem and save trouble.

"Huh~!" Sitting under the autumn frost in the Aston Martin sports car, when he heard this scene, his pretty face paled in fright.

"Uncle...you can't compare with them...it's not fair! Their cars are all illegally modified!!" Qiu Shuangxia was a little scared.

Quickly reminded!

In case Chen Zong loses, then he... isn't this over? !

You know, that bet is yours!

But Chen Zongeng ignored her struggle at all.

Instead, he reached out and touched her head.

"Don't make a noise, your lord will take care of it."

Huh~!

Hearing this sentence, seeing Chen Zongheng's movement...The whole person under Qiu Shuang was stunned.

Chen Zong's hand, as if stroking the kitten, just touched her head.

It feels...

So comfortable.

I really want to be touched by him all the time.

In Qiu Shuang's heart, for no reason, such a thought flashed through...

She subconsciously, just so behaved... nodded...

It looks like a cute little cat~

She enjoys it, the feeling of being touched by the owner~

Wait, not the master.

It's a boyfriend.

However, this kind of affection did not last long, and Chen Zong quickly withdrew his hand.

He lit a cigarette, his eyes were calm, and he walked towards the rich second-generation group.

Sitting in the car under Qiu Shuang, his face was lost...Why, why, happiness is so short?

I really want to be touched by him again~~

Chen Zong's eyes were indifferent, and step by step, he walked slowly in front of the rich second generation.

"Bet, you can."

"But I don't want money."

His voice was very calm, and he said slowly.

"Oh, interesting, then what do you want?" a rich second-generation stared at him mockingly and asked.

"I won, I will give you one, fifteen slaps."

"I lost, leave it at your disposal."

Chen Zongheng's voice was calm and indifferent, slowly speaking every word.

The wealthy second-generation group laughed, laughing like never before.

"Okay, middle-aged uncle, you are very kind."

"Then, let's start!"

Be touched by him again ah ah ah ah

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